Zhao Ye listened to her scolding and pursed his lips without saying a word.
"Don't keep silent!" Concubine Chen was furious: "I have put my good girl in your hands, and you have been carrying her for so many years, but you can't help it. Who are you following?"
Zhao Ye lowered his eyes, paused and said, "Mother and concubine should know that your son is not someone who can do whatever he wants."
"I know that you are the prince, and you have to think carefully when things happen." Concubine Chen softened her tone and sighed: "But if my daughter's heart is really tied to someone, then no matter how good you are, she won't
Turned back.
Can't you think of a solution that has both ends?"
Zhao Ji was silent for a moment: "Otherwise, why don't you ask yourself to be dethroned as the crown prince?"
"What are you talking about?" Concubine Chen glared at him: "You are still in the position of prince, and your brothers are already ready to make a move.
If you really don't want to be the prince anymore, how can you protect her?"
Zhao Ye lowered his head and said nothing.
Concubine Chen understood and became angry again: "Are you trying to block me with these words?
Come on, I don’t care about you anymore. Just go and walk. If one day your heart is really taken away, don’t come crying to me."
As she said this, she stood up and pushed Zhao Zong.
Zhao Zhen didn't say much, got up and went out.
"How good is this!" Concubine Chen looked at him stepping out of the threshold, feeling angry and worried at the same time.
"Your Majesty, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is sure of his success, so don't worry so much." Nafu persuaded with a smile.
"I don't know that he is sure to succeed." Concubine Chen sighed: "He is the prince after all, and he has overwhelming power. If he wants to marry Xin'er, he can naturally do it.
How can there be any comparison between two people's mutual pleasure and forceful robbery?
I don’t want my heart to be depressed and follow my old path.”
She thought of the past and felt lost.
The person she liked was not Emperor Qianyuan. Even if Emperor Qianyuan gave the world to her, she would never forget that person.
But now that she thinks about it, as long as he lives well, it doesn't matter to her.
"Empress..." Nafu lowered his voice: "This cannot be said easily."
"I know, but I can only tell you." Concubine Chen nodded and sat down on the couch.
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Snowflakes were falling outside, like countless snow-white feathers falling gently.
Li Can stood on the porch and stretched out his little hand to catch the falling snowflakes outside: "When will the ground be covered with snowflakes?"
"With such heavy snow, I think it will be possible to build a snowman by night." Najib stood beside her and smiled back at her.
The other maids also exclaimed: "It's so beautiful."
Only Tang Qiu stood not far behind Li Can, guarding her silently.
Seeing Zhao Zong coming, Tang Qiu was about to salute.
Zhao Ye waved his hand and took the fox fur cloak in her hand.
"You said that if you use an umbrella and hold it in reverse, the snowflakes will not melt?" Li Can couldn't wait to play with the snow, racking his brains to think of how to prevent the snow from melting.
"Slave, please go get the oil-paper umbrella and give it to the girl to try?" Naji looked at her with a smile.
"Okay." Li Can nodded with a smile and raised her eyes to look at the sky. Her small face was white, her eyes were pure, her red lips were full of eyes, and she was a little childish and ignorant. As she stood there, the snowy sky became a
Her foil.
"The girl is so beautiful!" Najib was fascinated.
Li Can was about to speak when he suddenly felt heavy.
She turned around and saw Zhao Zong behind her, wrapping his fox fur cloak around her body.
Upon seeing this, the maids bowed their heads and bowed before retreating.
"No need." Li Can awkwardly tried to avoid Zhao Zong's hand: "I'm wearing a cloak, it's not cold."
Zhao Zhen said nothing and pulled her around. His slender fingers moved nimbly and tied the belt of her cloak for her.
Li Can took a step back, turned around and left.
Don't think that she will forget what happened before, she remembers it clearly.
"Where are you going?" Zhao Zhen followed.
"Don't come, I want to take a nap." Li Can just replied to him without looking back.
Zhao Ye watched her enter the house and stood on the porch for a long time.
Li Can entered the room and leaned on the bedside sulking. Naturally, Ninghe Palace had burned down the earth and dragons that day. The room was very warm. She hadn't slept well these days. Now she was so angry that she was so angry.
Really fell asleep.
Zhao Ye entered the room, took off her clothes, shoes and socks, placed them on the bed, covered her with a quilt, sat down next to her, and looked at her peaceful sleeping face.
In his sleep, Li Can seemed to sense something. He came closer to him, pressed his face against his legs, and murmured a few words. He seemed to be sleeping more soundly.
After a long time, Zhao Zhen got up and went out.
When Li Can woke up, it was already evening. It gets dark early in winter, not to mention it was snowing today. When she was in the house, she saw the lanterns on the porch outside were on, and goose-feather snowflakes were falling one by one.
She took off her shoes, walked over and opened the door, ignoring Zhao Zong's back in the corridor, and looked straight outside.
It snowed really hard today, and in just half a day, the world was covered in snow.
Zhao Ge heard the movement behind him and turned around to see that her clothes were thin.
He turned around and entered the room, urging her: "Go get dressed."
Li Can ignored him, turned around and walked back to the bed.
Zhao Ge took her little coat and wanted to dress her.
"I don't want you to wear it." Li Can pushed his hand away and called outside: "Tangqiu!"
She could only bring one servant into the palace, so she chose Sugar Ball.
However, Tang Qiu is good at martial arts and is not good at serving people, but he can make do with it.
"My concubine is making dumplings for the father. The sugar balls are very strong, so she asked me to make the dough." Zhao Ge took her clothes and informed calmly.
"I'll do it myself." Li Can grabbed the small coat from his hand.
Zhao Ye pursed his lips and sat down on the armchair nearby.
Li Can put her gloves into her sleeves and stretched out her hands to straighten the hem of her clothes. After doing so three or four times, she seemed to be looking in the right direction. However, the belts seemed to be against her, either she couldn't find them or they didn't fit right.
She was not happy at all, so she had no patience to do this. When she accidentally raised her head and saw Zhao Zong looking at her leisurely from the opposite side, she became even more angry.
No more wear!
She raised her hand, took off her little coat, took the outermost cloak and put it on her body.
The best thing to wear is a cloak, with the big furry hat facing backwards and just put on the body.
"Are you going to go out like this?" Zhao Zhen stood up and pulled off her cloak.
"Don't worry!" Li Can pushed him hard, like an angry kitten.
Zhao Ye took her over and took her small coat to dress her.
Li Can froze and refused to cooperate with him in raising his hand.
"Being angry is more important than being sick, right?" Zhao Zong wrapped his little coat around her body, his usually calm black eyes filled with a little anger.
"It has nothing to do with you even if you die." Li Can raised his hand to lift the little jacket to the ground.
"Li Can, don't think that I won't punish you in Ninghe Palace." Zhao Zong warned: "If you keep messing around, I will slap your palms."
Li Can's eyes instantly turned red, and he pushed him aggrievedly and angrily: "What did you say! Your Majesty's words don't mean what you say! You said you don't care about me, but you want to hit me again!"
"The imperial edict is still there." Zhao Zhi took her hand and put it into his sleeve.
Li Can pursed her soft lips and held back her tears. His Majesty will come soon and the imperial edict will be taken back.
She turned her face away, not looking at Zhao Ge, and let him put the clothes on her one by one, and tied them carefully.
In the past, she always liked to see Zhao Zong focusing on dressing her, but today she held back and didn't even look at him.
"Okay." Zhao Zhen let go.
Li Can lowered his head and looked at the clothes tightly wrapped around him. This should be the last time he took care of her.
Zhao Ji pressed her down on the octagonal stool in front of the dressing table, took the jade grate and combed her hair.
Li Can looked at Zhao Gong in the bronze mirror and burst into tears. From the age of two to fourteen, for twelve years, except for her grandmother and aunt, it seemed that there was only Zhao Gong in her world.
How easy is it to ask her to forget him now?
However, you must always try to start everything before you have the possibility of success.
Isn't it?
Zhao Ye's cold, white and slender fingers ran through her satin-like crow-green hair, and easily tied up a pair of double-snail buns. He took the pair of candied haws flower crowns she was wearing today and tied them on for her.
"Don't cry." Zhao Zhen turned her little body and wiped away her tears.
Li Can stood up, threw herself into his arms, hugged his thin waist with both hands, and cried even harder.
Zhao Ye sighed and hugged her tightly.
Li Can cried for a while, and seemed to feel less aggrieved, so he raised his head, wiped his tears, and turned around to go out.
Zhao Ye lowered his head and looked at the tears on his front, and followed him without saying a word.
"Xin'er, are you awake?" Concubine Chen was making dumplings at the table.
On the side, Tang Qiu and Na Fu saw Li Can and Zhao Gong and saluted one after another.
"Aunt." Li Can stepped forward with a smile: "What kind of stuffing is this?"
"Mutton stuffing." Concubine Chen raised her eyes and looked at her: "Why are your eyes red? But Ze Yu bullied you?"
"No, I still want to sleep, but I'm afraid it would be too rude for me to still sleep when Your Majesty comes." Li Can smiled softly at her: "I didn't wake up, my eyes will be red."
"I thought you had cried." As Concubine Chen spoke, she glanced at Zhao Hao intentionally.
Zhao Ye remained silent.
"Aunt, this skin is so thin, won't it break when cooked?" Li Can sat down at the table and asked curiously.
"This is a mutton crystal dumpling. The skin must be thin to be delicious." Concubine Chen explained with a smile: "This dumpling does not need to be boiled. It can be steamed for half a quarter of an hour."
"Oh, I know." Li Can remembered after hearing her words: "I have eaten it before, so this is how it is made."
The two chatted for a while, and then the inner prisoner sang loudly from outside: "Your Majesty has arrived——"
Concubine Chen put down her work, pulled Li Can to his feet, and went to greet him.
Li Can looked at Concubine Chen and blinked her black and white phoenix eyes, feeling very strange in her heart.
She didn't understand why Concubine Chen would always adopt a respectful and virtuous attitude every time she saw His Majesty. It was obvious that Concubine Chen's free and uninhibited attitude was more endearing when she was with her.
Moreover, Zhao Ji is almost 20 years old, which means that Concubine Chen has been in the palace for at least 20 years. Can anyone really act as a respectful and virtuous person for 20 years?